Birds, they are winging from tree to tree Building their nest to raise fledglings to be Flower heads bobbing in valley and lea For pollen rich kisses from butterfly and bee Field mice all nervous, scurry here and there Venturing out, but not far from their lair And rabbits go romping as far as they dare For foxes are hunting and a rabbit's good fare Trees thrusting upwards to bring forth their fruit Squirrels a scamper to gather their loot All creatures bringing their fruits to the fold To withstand the white pall, so cruel and cold.

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